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I... Am morning poems... That post sunrise stiffness, right before my liquid metaphors release... Spiraling clockwise down a drain of mystery... Strained by lust...Brought about by a dick that pre-meditated the bust......Chaos running free No latex condom to hold it in captivity...Manifesting itself in a time outside this place... For H.I.V holds no discriminatory rules, based off of the color of ones face...Transforming me into morning poems...I... Am morning poems... Another front page statistic... Meeting the qualifications of society outtake on a hoe... But don't judge, if you don't know my life... Because for 2yrs I laid with the same dick every single night...Unknowingly sleeping with the enemy... Trying to attain the unattainable...Regretting the unforgivable... ...living the unimaginableExperiencing pain....UnbearableSo as the tears flow downstream full pace.... And the pills pile up....I'll continue to be that morning poem...I... Am morning poems...That one morning poem...That one poem on my tombstone in the center of the cementary.....The pre-cursor to my Sunday Morning Obituary....
